So much has gone on in my life lately, that I honestly do not have the time (or the devotion. :') to describe what exactly went on. All I can say was that it was a whirlwind of emotions, and a total metamorphoses for me. I have changed, not really much on the outside, but more like on the inside. I have witnessed lots of things, and done lots of ( Read more... )

AN: While listening to the same song over and over again (Nakashima-san is sooo addicting! x3), I thought of this poem. It is, in case you couldn't tell since I didn't write it in great detail, about the media and how it keeps on making people, particularly girls if you ask me, into mindless robots.

After posting this, I swear I'll be a good girl ( Read more... )

AN: I'm not really a poet, but this just sprung into my mind randomly when I was supposed to be doing my English homework (eheh.), was rather sad, and saw this thread. I have no idea why I'm posting this here, since maybe I should have just kept it to myself but hey. It's not like anyone here knows me, so what the hell? (The title I gave this poem ( Read more... )

Although everyone is being eco-friendly (no matter how much the media tries, most of it is totally hypocritical. like, you say you'll recycle yet you buy all of those heavily packaged items and support them? c'mon.), of course print news and printed everything else for that matter, will never end.

Wooow. Apparently lots of people here hate detective stories! I happen to love them, and they're almost all that I ever bother to read because of all the trash that's coming out nowadays (namely Twilight... >:[) This entry makes me feel rather guilty for not having had finished my English homework by now (i has a huge conscious. it is known to eat ( Read more... )

I didn't bother to write an entry during the first day as I said I would, since nothing much happened. I just got lost, and kept on basically putting myself down for being a loner who would flunk Math (ironically, my Math teacher happens to be my homeroom teacher which made matters even worse... or at least it had during my emo week.) I don't want ( Read more... )

Before I start rambling on about the subject(s), I have to clarify to you in case you has forgotten that the reason there was no icon showing up for me was due to the fact that for some reason it bitched up on me.

: P

`Kay, so the way the orientation went and was set up was completely, and I mean C-O-M-P-L-E-T-E-L-Y, unexpected. I didn't think of ( Read more... )

I created this journal not just so I could express myself textually since everyone expresses themselves in ways that tick me off when I let it all out and just simply never bothers to listen to me (yet I still listen to them. sheesh.), but also because I want someplace to post my written masterpieces. I also created it so I can rant about things, ( Read more... )